Glory [e-sports]

The number one mage king in China?

The rookie king who won the championship in his first season?

Wake up!

In front of God Xie, you are nothing!

Ning Zhehan sucked in a breath. “I need support!”

He now realized Chen Feng’s good intentions. The fire mage was famous for being fast at clearing lane soldiers. Tossing out the first skill plus a fireball would create stacked explosion damage that quickly cleared out the lane.

The immortal warlock was a ‘little cripple’ before level six, and even flying around with the connecting clouds wouldn’t deal much damage. It might even get taken down to half health by the fire mage’s ranged damage as it tried to clear the lane soldiers.

However…

Ning Zhehan, who’d taken a fire mage, wasn’t even as fast at clearing lane soldiers as Xie He was!

How was he doing it?

In fact, he knew how it had been accomplished, but how could he dare to play like that?

When it came to confidence, once it had been accumulated to a certain degree, it became a very arrogant and outrageous strength!

Brother Cai: “The pressure on this side isn’t small, either.”

Although EVE was a team with a mid-laner core, their ADC was also famous globally, and their jungler and support were like a pair of Siamese conjoined twins, pressuring Yue Wenle so much that he could only hide beneath his tower.

Ning Zhehan: “Ouch!”

He’d been hit by the immortal warlock and lost a quarter of his health. It was clearly his character in the canyon who’d been hit, but he personally felt like he’d been cut by a knife.

Wei Xiao: “I’m coming.”

Ning Zhehan’s expression was bitter. “I think EVE’s jungler is in the upper bushes.”

Wei Xiao took a look at his field of vision. “I’ll go in from the bottom.”

What they hadn’t expected was that EVE’s jungler wasn’t in the upper bushes, but in the bottom lane.

Fortunately, Wei Xiao was still careful and didn’t try to check the bushes with his character. Otherwise, he would be a dead thief.

Ning Zhehan was surprised. “I just saw him clearing the bugs in the upper river zone. How come he’s now…” When had he gone over there? Could the players from strong teams all move in the blink of an eye?!

Wei Xiao didn’t have to speak. He and EVE’s jungler exchanged a round of attacks, and seeing that the immortal warlock was coming close, he spoke urgently, “Little Ning!”

The fire mage might be scared, but the cooperation that they had trained was still present. He shot out fireballs one after another to block the immortal warlock’s path.

Xie He gave up on Wei Xiao and went for Ning Zhehan instead. Ning Zhehan squeaked and squawked and narrowly made his escape by using flash.

There was a small round of fighting in the middle lane, but no casualties from either side. In the overall situation, FTW lost a little because Ning Zhehan had to use his flash.

Chen Feng let out a sigh. He could already see where this was going.

He was too familiar with Xie He’s routine, and he knew what he was thinking at a glance.

The fire mage had used up its flash before level six. At the moment when the immortal warlock reached level six and could fly up with thousand layers of clouds, the fire mage would definitely die.

Ning Zhehan: “Wu!”

There was no suspense. When the thousand layers of clouds covered the middle lane, the fire mage’s soul was sent back home.

The toppled Ning Zhehan cried and wailed, “Brother Xiao…”

Wei Xiao picked up the thread of the conversation. “Got f*cked over by your idol?”

Little Ning burst out into tears with a wail.

Chen Feng took in the whole situation and had an understanding of what was happening in his heart.

There was definitely a gap between FTW and EVE, and this gap wasn’t small.

EVE’s top-laner, Smith, was a steady veteran. He might not be able to suppress Close, but he was enough to hold him down without losing First Blood.

Their jungler CC had been a rookie in Europe last year. He was a tall and buff man who had an eye for detail, and had very much grasped the essence of playing a toolman jungler. EVE’s mid-jungler linkage was one of their special features.

In the bottom lane, M and D were two good brothers. They were a famous pair of ‘Siamese twins’ in Glory.

It was said that the two of them had been together since their debut, and they’d also transferred together. They’d been playing Glory for five years, and had never separated during their careers.

The phrase ‘feelings were stronger than gold’ probably referred to this kind of good fellow brothers!

Not to mention, they had Xie He in the middle lane.

The world’s number one mage king, an honored player in the Temple of Glory, and the one whose immortal warlock gave game planners headaches as big as a herd of oxen.

If they nerfed it, then what about ordinary players?

If they didn’t nerf it, then this ‘Xie’ immortal warlock had too much of an influence on the balance of the competition system!

That FTW was able to play back and forth with them said a lot about their great progress over the past six months.

Their national championship hadn’t been won for nothing, and their 3:0 score hadn’t been achieved by luck.

The growth of the four little ones was visible to the naked eye, and they were only lacking experience to catch up to the world’s top teams!

They played a total of six training matches, and FTW won three of them.

If these results were posted online, it would be enough for fans to boast for half a year.

However, FTW’s egos weren’t inflated. They, especially Chen Feng, could see the situation very clearly.

In the first two matches, FTW had been badly battered. One match had been a sudden death match, and they’d had no way to turn the tables in the second match. In the third match, EVE had let out the shadow thief, and Wei Xiao had gone on a killing spree, snatching up the rhythm and killing his way through the game.

They lost the fourth match, and from the fifth match onwards, EVE was no longer as aggressive, allowing FTW to gradually adapt to this pace. The four little ones’ biggest advantage was that they had a healthy mentality and were very serious no matter how long they played for.

So, FTW won both the fifth and sixth match.

The results of the training matches should be taken with a grain of salt.

EVE certainly hadn’t tried their best, and FTW hadn’t tried their best either.

The difference in strength was one factor for why they’d lost the first two matches so miserably, but another reason for it was their relaxed spirits after winning the championship.

Even so, it was excellent that they’d been able to win the last two matches.

Having a good attitude, playing stably, and being serious and conscientious were all rare good qualities.

Chen Feng was very satisfied with the training matches and was already preparing to stay up late to sort out the data for the postgame reviews.

After the training match ended, neither side was in a rush to leave the game room.

Wei Xiao: “God Xie, how’s my team’s Little Ning?”

Brother Cai muttered in his heart: It’s starting, he’s f*cking starting again!

Xie He: “Ha.”

Wei Xiao: “Then, what about me?”

Xie He: “……”

Wei Xiao: “You see, I killed you three times in the last game.”

Xie He: “……”

Wei Xiao: “Don’t you want to take revenge?!”

Xie He: “Come on.”

Wei Xiao immediately left the room and sent him a new invite.

This was such a good opportunity. How could he satisfy his cravings without a few solo games ?

So, Xie He and Wei Xiao played seven or eight games while everyone watched.

Both of them were peak level opportunists who managed a one-to-one winning rate. They would attack if the opportunity could be seized, and they always fought to the death, leaving the very air charged with murderous intent.

Ning Zhehan’s heart pounded as he watched from the side. “If my immortal warlock could be at this level…”

Although the win rate was even, one was a mage and the other was a jungler. Reasonably speaking, the mage should be smeared all over the ground by the thief when they soloed.

But now, it was an even win rate, which was enough to prove how powerful Xie He was.

Wei Xiao tsked, “God Xie’s play style is really very special…”

His thoughts churned, and he came up with another idea. “God Xie!”

Xie He: “Hm?”

Wei Xiao: “My Little Ning wants to solo with you too!”

Little Ning: “!”

I don’t, I didn’t, Brother Xiao, don’t say nonsense about me!

Xie He was merciless. “No time.”

When Ning Zhehan saw this, he felt both a little disappointed and very relieved.

Wei Xiao wasn’t about to let Xie He go like that. “The timing is something we can discuss, right.”

He had a level of understanding in his heart that Xie He must have been aiming for something when he arranged for this training match. If he didn’t try to probe it out now, then when?

Xie He: “……”

Wei Xiao spoke euphemistically, “How about this? We can’t let you work in vain. You can ask for anything you want after soloing?”

Wei Xiao dared to say this because had a level of certainty in his heart.

Xie He wasn’t Old Dog Yuan, and he wouldn’t act like a chicken thief.

Xie He paused briefly. “Solo is possible.”

Wei Xiao: “Then…”

Xie He: “In another location.”

Wei Xiao: “Where do you want to go? Just say it. How about coming to the FTW base?” He’d only mentioned it casually and hadn’t expected to have hit the heart of the matter.

Xie He typed, “Okay.”

Wei Xiao blinked.

Xie He then added another sentence, “FTW’s old base.”

Wei Xiao got it. He tilted his head to look at Lu Feng. “Captain, is God Xie missing home?”

It was fortunate that they hadn’t turned on voice chat. Otherwise, if Xie He heard these words, he might become embarrassed and angry enough to fly directly back to Europe!

Lu Feng was stunned for a brief moment, and then his lips curved up slightly. “I don’t know.”

Wei Xiao smiled like a fox as he replied back to Xie He, “Sure, there’s a complete set of equipment over there. Let alone soloing, it wouldn’t even be a problem to play training matches.”

Xie He: “Oh.”

Wei Xiao: “Then, I’ll pick you up tomorrow?”

Xie He: “Oh.”

Wei Xiao continued, “Should I call my Captain over too?”

Xie He: “……”

Wei Xiao quickly added, “Oh, my captain’s not free. He has a meeting in the morning.”

Xie He: “…………”

Wei Xiao: “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely make the proper arrangements and ensure that you feel right at home.”

Ding dong.

EVE.Xiehe left the room.

Wei Xiao looked at Lu Feng again, “Is this God Xie being shy?”

Lu Feng stretched out his index finger and flicked it against this little evildoer’s forehead.

At this time…

God Kim, who was at FTW’s old base, didn’t know anything about this upcoming ‘surprise inspection’.